Shakespeare Lyrics

It is vacant within the canyon of thy cardiac organ.

Thou can position thyself under my umbrella-ella-ella.

Goodness, gracious, Rebecca, observe her gluteus maximus. Tunechi!

He is in possession of a newly acquired automobile... It resembles a Jaguar.

At which location art the lassies?

Observe my features, I worry not.

This female art ablaze.

I possess spiritual essence, alas I am not a warrior.

'Tis the alternate composition of Ignition, hot and fresh from the canteen.

I pressed my lips against those of a female, and found it to be to my liking.

Thou wouldst not believe thy eyes, if ten million fireflies illuminated the planet as I doth rest.

Thine faeces cray!

Worry not, about anything, due to the fact that every minor thing, shalt be just fine!

I am the fornicating gentleman, thou doth not understand, dost thou?

Thou art required to dispute, to acquire thy moral obligation, to celebrate merrily.

Two girls hailing from Ye Olde Trailer Park relocate around the outside.

I art nothing but an adolescent scoundrel, infant. Harken the melodies of Iron Maiden, infant, in my presence.

I shalt escort thee to Ye Olde Confectionery Store. I shalt allow thee to lick thy lollipop.

I am enamoured with large posteriors and I am unable to utter false statements.

Fuck thee, I shan't follow thy orders!